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Plimpton's many gifts was that of peace making. Such was his genius that he scented trouble before it became manifest to the world, and he stoutly declared that no difference of opinion ever existed between reasonable men that might not be patched up before the breach became too wide provided that a third reasonable man contributed his services. The qualifying word "reasonable" is to be noted.
As Alison arose from her knees and made her way out of the pew, it was the expression on Charlotte Plimpton's face which brought her back once more to a sense of her surroundings; struck her, indeed, like a physical blow. The expression was a scandalized one. Mrs.
"Plimpton's the weather-vane, the barometer of that crowd he feels a disturbance long before it turns up he's as sensitive as the stock market." "He is the stock market," said Eleanor.
"But can he hurt you, Phil either of you?" she asked, after a moment. "I'd like to see him try it," Phil Goodrich declared And his wife thought, as she looked at him, that she would like to see Mr. Parr try it, too. Phil Goodrich had once said that Mr. Plimpton's translation of the national motto E pluribus unum, was "get together," and it was true that not the least of Mr.
"Well Hodder didn't give you any intimation as to what he intended to do about that sort of thing, did he?" "What sort of thing?" "About the inside of Eldon Parr's cup, so to speak. And the inside of Wallis Plimpton's cup, and Everett Constable's cup, and Ferguson's cup, and Langmaid's. Did it ever strike you that, in St.
Plimpton had made many trips to the Capitol at Washington, sometimes in company with Mr. Langmaid, sometimes not, and on one memorable occasion had come away smiling from an interview with the occupant of the White House himself. Lest Mr. Plimpton's powers of premonition seem supernatural, it may be well to reveal the comparative simplicity of his methods.
Plimpton's brother, who at five and forty had managed to triple his share of the Gore inheritance, wrote that it would be his regretful duty to send to the bishop an Information on the subject of Mr. Hodder's sermon. There were, indeed, a few letters which he laid, thankfully, in a pile by themselves.
As Alison arose from her knees and made her way out of the pew, it was the expression on Charlotte Plimpton's face which brought her back once more to a sense of her surroundings; struck her, indeed, like a physical blow. The expression was a scandalized one. Mrs.
"Up-to-date" "plant"! More illuminating words, eloquent of Mr. Plimpton's ideals. St. John's down at the heels, to be brought up to the state of efficiency of Mr. Plimpton's trust company! It was by no means the first time he had heard modern attributes on Mr. Plimpton's lips applied to a sacred institution, but to-night they had a profoundly disquieting effect.
Hodder explained that he had lunched at half-past twelve. "Well, step into my office a minute. It does me good, to see you again, upon my word, and I can't let you get by without a little pow-wow." Mr. Plimpton's trust company, in Vine Street, resembled a Greek temple.
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